Twilight entered the castle and sighed, the day had been long and it had taken its toll. "Spike!" Twilight shouted, while as much as she wanted to relax for the remainder of the day she still had a duty. Spike eagerly showed up, oblivious to what had taken place.
"Hey Twilight! You were out longer then normal. Something happen?" Spike curiously asked. Twilight smiled warmly, seeing the dragon's innocent curiosity stirred up a warm feeling inside of her.
"Oh, just an alien plant-person from space." Twilight nonchalantly said. Spike's jaw dropped and smile chuckled evilly. "Yes, a Floran. If you know what that it. Its ship was hit by a meteorite while in the space outside Equestria, being the Princess of friendship I felt the need to offer a helping hoof." Twilight happily said. Spike sat down and listen eagerly. "Turns out that the Floran are a primitive race of hunters that are universally feared for what they have done. Luckily the Floran that is here is... Nice enough." Twilight waved her hoof. "Regardless Spike, I need you to take a letter."
"Oh, did you get the quills from Quills and Sofas?" Spike asked. "Since that is why you went out..."
"Yes, I got the quills. Did you honestly think I would forget?" Twilight confidently said. Spike nodded as Twilight levitated a quill and inkwell over to him. "Now Spike, this letter, like most of my letters is of the utmost importance! So don't make any mistakes." Twilight ordered loudly.
"Yes Ma'am!" Spike eagerly said followed by a military style salute.
"Dear Princess Celestia, I am writing to inform you about..."
A few hours passed, Twilight had several rewrites and alterations but at last she was happy with the letter. "And that is why I think we should give this creature a chance and open up the deeper levels of the cavern under Canterlot." Twilight triumphantly said. "Yours sincerely, Princess Twilight Sparkle." Twilight winced slightly. "Still not used to signing off like that... You get that all Spike?" Twilight inquired.
Spike was buried in a pile of empty inkwells and screwed up pieces of parchment. From the large pile a small purple claw clenched with the thumb sticking up emerged before sinking back down. Spike burst out of the pile sending rubbish everywhere. "Yep, got all of it." Spike happily said, waving a thick rolled up scroll. "May I do the honers?"
"Well, you are the only dragon in Ponyville..." Twilight sighed, rolling her eyes. "Go ahead knock yourself out." Spike happily set the scroll ablaze and sat down in a huff.
"Phew, that was a lot of writing. So what ever happened to the Floran? Did you leave her at Lyra's house?" Spike curiously asked "I mean, given her... History and all..."
"The Floran wondered off before I left, she wanted to go explore a cave to find some minerals." Twilight stated. Spike yawned loudly. "You can't go to bed just yet Spike, I need to wait for the Princesses reply."
"But Twiliiiight, its nearly eleven O'clock. I won't wake up in the morning..." Spike wearily said as he attempted to rest on the floor, however Twilight swiftly picked the small dragon up before tutting loudly. "C'mon Twilight, its really late. I need some sleep." Without saying a word Twilight move Spike over to a small bed she had prepared from him and set him down gently. Spike stretched slightly before settling down in the makeshift bed.
"Goodnight Spike, sleep tight..." Twilight quietly said as she sat down. Twilight herself sat down on the sofa and started to relax. "Ahhh, today has been long. I'm glad its nearly over..." Twilight was interrupted when Spike started to cough in his sleep. "And that will be the Princess, right on time..." Spike finished coughing and then spat out a scroll with the royal seal. Twilight quickly piked up the scroll and opened it. "Lets see what Princess Celestia thinks about the situation..."
The Floran flashed the light into the cave, it seemed to go down relatively far... The Floran chuckled. "Thissssss will be fun..." The Floran hissed before leaping into the cave with her large sword drawn.
"Hey, wait for me!" A voice called out. The Floran froze in place before turning around. Lyra emerged out of the bushes wearing a jacket, pith helmet with a machete holstered in her side. "Can't go into those caves without a somepony to help you."
"Floran doessssss not need help." The Floran stated. "Sssssssmall horse ssssssshould go home." The Floran turned back around only to be stopped by Lyra cutting her off.
"Nope, I'm going with you." Lyra insisted before eyeing up the cave herself. "So is this the cave?" Lyra conjured up a small ball of light that illuminated the cave. "See, you need me!"
"Floran can do thissssss herself. Floran doesssssss not need help." The Floran repeated sternly, however Lyra ignored her and started to walk into the cave. "Ssssssmall horse issssss not leaving, isssss ssssshe?"
"Nope!" Lyra chuckled as she eyed up the various tunnels in the cavern. The Floran reluctantly sighed followed Lyra into the cave.
"Floran isssss not responsible if sssssssmall horse getssssss hurtssssssss." The Floran sharply said, however Lyra continued moving forward, "Sssssssmall horse needsssss to move sssssslower. Could fall and die."
"Don't worry, I won't leave you." Lyra chuckled, the Floran quickly hurried up to her and sighed. "Come on, it will be fun. Trust me."
"Ssssss... Fine. But don't sssssssay Floran didn't warn you..." The Floran huffed crossing her arms. "Floran sssssssaw thisssss cave... Wood-wolvessssss ran in here, sssssssssooooo look out..." The Floran warned.
"You mean timberwolves? Yeah, they have a nasty bite." Lyra commented. "I guess you could say their bark IS worse then their bite." Lyra joked, however when the Floran didn't responded a small frown appeared. "What? Didn't they teach you about jokes?"
"That not funny. Wood-wolvessssssssss nearly eat Floran." The Floran flatly said. "Now, Floran knowsssss joke. What doessssss a fish-man, ape-man and robot-person have in common?" The Floran said with a smile. "They were..."
"I... Don't think I will understand that joke..." Lyra shakily said. The Floran sighed and drew her sword. "Something up?"
"Floran hearssssss... Breathing..." The Floran crept forward slowly. "Move the light... Floran only ssssssseessssssss darknesssssssss..." Lyra nodded and moved the light orb forward, a wounded timber-wolf was lying on the ground and breathing heavily. "Wood-wolf... Floran sssssstab it." The Floran quickly crept up to the beast and plunged her sword into its chest.
"Why did you do that!?" Lyra shouted. "It wasn't doing anything wrong! It was hurt, you could have helped it..." Lyra sighed. "I don't get it..." Lyra moved over to the down lifeless corpse of the timberwolf.
"Floran did what Floran had to. If wood-wolf was not hurt it would have tried to kill Floran, it isssssssssss the way of thingsssssssss." The Floran removed the sword from the timberwolf and continued walking down the cave. "Issssssss sssssssmall horse coming ssssstill?"
"Yes, I will still go with you. Its not nothing I didn't see when I was at the Canterlot wedding..." Lyra sighed. "Alright, lets go deeper."
"Good... Floran would get lonely..." The Floran mused. Lyra rolled her eyes and kept walking, it was going to be a long trip.